Short definiton:
A 2D side-scroller game that came before Minecraft and yet is often seen as a rip-off of it. It has a bunch of different enemies to hack to bits, so there's that.
Some man: Dude there's a new Terraria update with like a bagillion new enemies!
Dude: *To Some Man, Some Dude, and Some Guy* and Let's get this bread, squad.
A tool used for farming, however beware the misinterperetation that could ensue should you use this out of very specific context.
Some guy: Hey, let’s craft a hoe!
Other guy: WTF you be saying?
Some guy: Sigh...
Minecrafting is the act of presently playing Minecraft. Usually this involves useless singleplayer playing or playing on a server called Mineplex. It also has a tendency to induce video game addiction.
The 9-year old armies from PewDiePie and TSeries alike can usually be caught doing this when friends aren't around.
Hey, want to continue our rad Minecrafting from yesterday?
When you don't got time for putting a G at the end of fucking and also feel like someone is stupid
That guy's so fuckin stupid, he thinks he won't get caught smh
When you accidentally misspell deadass and it creates quite the confusion confusion
This man: Dude this guy needs some milk, headass.
That guy: Dude, wtf 😂
When you’re bored to death and type qwertyuiopasdfghjklzxcvbnm, but then realize you are still bored and have been driven to the point of insanity— but you mess up while typing mnbvcxzlkjhgfdsapoiuytrewq in a brilliantly tragic way, inventing the backwards qwerty!
A guy: Hey man, I’m super bored.
Still the same guy: I know, right?
STILL the same guy, talking to themselves: I think it’s time to search qwerty—
Again, the same guy: We did that yesterday.
Still talking to themselves: Let’s search mnbvcxzlkjhgfdsapoiuytrewq
*searches mnbvcxzlkjhgfdsapoiuytrewq*
A guy: Oops, I hit enter by accident. Well, seems like I invented something here...
The portent winds blew with fury over the brackish waters, an ignis fatuus hovering over the horizon, a symbol of something to come. The gales thundered through the swamps, an electricity in the air. An ominous howl began to sound as shapes took form in the hollow. Darkness bled onto the surface of the scape, as the winds continued to ravage the land. Suddenly, a mysterious chant began and hooded figures appeared, lurking in the shadows, manifestations of some nightmare that could not be escaped from. The chant began to build. The trees were ripped from their roots and sent flying. The waters whipped up into towering waves. The catastrophe increased and increased, and the intensity built and built until it all became too much for the world to bear! With a flash, everything dissapeared, leaving but a smoky crater in the center of what was once a luscious place full of life. A figure emerged. A figure named Stephen Takowsky. MGT was born.
God bless Stephen Takowsky